A good reporter tells a good story.

A good reporter tells a good story. Model essay 1 I am 1998 12. I joined the army from Wenzhou, Zhejiang, and became a soldier in a "tiger regiment" in Harbin. I joined the party in 2000. During his stay in the army, he served as a reporter of the Propaganda Unit of the Political Department, and was awarded the title of "good soldier" for five times and won the third class merit for three times.

In 2003, Harbin Daily Newspaper Group gave me a platform for this veteran to show himself and practice the value of life in his daily running. I took off my uniform, picked up my camera and started my dream job, feeling sacred and proud. In the past 10 years, whether it is cold wind, blizzard or scorching sun, as long as there is news, I will go forward bravely. At any scene, I am a reporter and a soldier.

One day in April last year, an oil refinery in Songbei District exploded, and I hurried to the scene of the accident. When the car drove one or two kilometers away from the scene of the explosion, the road was blocked and no vehicles or pedestrians could pass. After I parked the car, I put my camera on my back and bypassed the cordon. I ran to the scene from the side and heard someone calling me. When I turned around, I saw a policeman shouting. I ignored him and continued to run to the scene. But unfortunately, the equipment I carry is too heavy to use! I was caught by the police and asked me, "What do you do?" I said, "Harbin newspaper reporter is anxious to interview." "No, you don't want to die." Then he dragged me out of the cordon. At this time, I couldn't get in front of hundreds of meters of smoke generated by the explosion of multiple oil pipes. What a wonderful life! I went back to the car, put on my fire suit and rushed into the fire with the reinforced fire officers and soldiers.

Fire officers and soldiers struggled to put out the fire less than 5 meters away from the burning oil tank, and did not flinch. They were defending the dignity and responsibility of their profession with their lives. As a photojournalist, I am the recorder of the scene, and my duty is to record them with the clearest picture and the closest distance. I'm like them. I'm fighting.

In the news circle of Harbin, someone gave me a nickname-monkey. Not because I look like a monkey, but because when shooting big scenes, I climbed over cable-stayed bridges, signal towers, tower cranes and chimneys, which have no high points. In July 2008, Tieli Bridge in Heilongjiang Province collapsed, causing heavy casualties. I drove to the scene the first time. Taking all the shots at the scene, I always feel that there is a lack of a big picture of the rescue scene taken from a height. Then I found an iron tower about 300 meters from the scene of the accident. When I ran under the tower, I hesitated. There is a red warning sign under the tower: "There is electricity! Please don't climb. " I had a fierce ideological struggle at that time: climb or not? After 10 minutes, I still climbed up. About an hour later, I climbed to the top of the mountain, when the sky began to overcast and it began to rain lightly. After taking satisfactory photos, I climbed down from the top of the tower. When I was about 0/0 meter from the ground, a farmer nearby said to me, "Son, it is dangerous for you to climb so high." It is easy to crack when it thunders. " I said, "Thank you, I'll take a picture."

At the rescue site, as a reporter, would you choose to interview and take pictures or save people? I will choose to save people!

In the winter of 2002, I received a news clue that someone was trapped on the ice of Songhua River in Harbin. When I arrived at the scene, I saw hundreds of people around the river, and there was a fuzzy little black spot in Jiangbei, which was the trapped old man. I waited for more than an hour after taking photos, and the rescue was too slow. At that time, I thought that the trapped old man walked from the north of the river to the south of the river from the ice. Would it be quicker for me to save him along the route he walked? I immediately called a companion to run from Binzhou Railway Bridge to Jiangbei, because I can't swim, and I also brought two swimming rings and a rope borrowed from fishermen's home. Before I left, I gave my companion a pen. My father gave it to me at Wenzhou Railway Station when I was a soldier. I'll take it with me every day. I said to my companion, "If I don't come back, please give this pen to my father." Then I walked on the ice for more than 40 minutes and finally came to a place more than 0/0 meters away from the trapped old man/kloc-0. At this time, the ice under me is very thin, and there are "creaking" and "creaking" sounds from time to time. I'm soaked to the skin and feel cold. I am scared and need a kind of strength to support me. I remembered a military song that I often sang in the army-"Excellent Company, Excellent Soldier": "Excellent Company, Excellent Soldier ..." I sang this song to cheer myself up while smashing ice cubes and swimming towards the trapped old man. I tied the rope to the old man. After I stayed with him in ice water for more than 20 minutes, the rescue police across the street also arrived, and we rescued the old man ashore together.

In this scene, I didn't shoot a thrilling rescue scene, which will be a permanent regret. But I don't regret it, because at that moment, I chose to respect life, and life is priceless.

Everyone has his own dream. My dream started when I joined Harbin Newspaper Group as a reporter. In the first year, the second year and the third year, I won the dedication award. When I won the dedication award for the fourth time in a row, my dream began. I hope to win 10 "Dedication Award". Over the years, I have been running for this "dream".

I have always reserved the best and most important position in my family for my dream, and I will add a "trophy" to my family every year. Every extra trophy brings me one step closer to my dream. At the end of last year, Harbin Newspaper Group awarded me the 10 "Professional Award", and at the same time, I won the "China Excellent Photojournalist Award". Finally realized the dream of 10 for many years.

Please believe me, the years of burning passion have just begun, and there is still a long way to go. I will strengthen my ideals and beliefs and be a good soldier on the news front as always.

A good reporter tells a good story. Speaking of my daughter, she is eleven years old this year. Like ordinary children, she is a healthy and lively little girl. But just five years ago, she and I were strangers, and it all came from an interview that winter.

I remember receiving a news clue that day that there was a poor family in Weichu Village, Jinjing Township, Salt Lake District, and a girl with heart disease needed help. The first time I saw this little girl named Xiang Yahuan, she looked so "special" in the classroom, because her skin was black and blue, especially her lips were a little black, and only a pair of bright big eyes were so intense. During the break, the students all ran to the playground to play games happily, while Xiang Yahuan quietly leaned against a tree in front of the classroom and looked at the students from a distance, his eyes full of yearning. This is because the child suffers from congenital heart disease. With the increase of age, the pressure on the heart will become greater and greater, and if it is not treated in time, it will be life-threatening. Now the child's condition has been deteriorating, even walking has become a problem. Every two steps, you need to squat down and rest. In the interview, Xiang Yahuan's grandfather also told me an amazing news. It turned out that this little girl was abandoned when he was working in the city eight years ago. Yahuan is a very clever child and is very persistent in learning. There was no desk for homework at home, so she stacked two small benches together and lay on the edge of the uneven heatable adobe sleeping platform, finishing her homework carefully one by one. Because of his poor family background, Xiao Yahuan wears clothes all the year round given by good people in the village. It is thin when it is hot and thick when it is cold. Even the pencil sharpener for study was lent to her by her classmates.

During the interview, I asked my child what her greatest wish was. She told me that she wanted to be a teacher when she grew up. Maybe the child thinks this wish is too far away. Say that finish, she lowered her head and was silent.

Farewell to the Yahuan family, I can't calm myself down. No matter how poor and tired two kind-hearted old people are, they can raise their children to school age. But as a reporter, how can I watch a flower wither before it blooms? When I got home, it was already four o'clock in the morning after writing this press release. My mind is full of eager eyes of children, and I don't want to wait for a moment. I looked up a lot of information about congenital heart disease on the Internet, and wanted to see if the child had any hope of treatment.

Unexpectedly, on the third day after the program was broadcast, Yuncheng Emergency Center called. After learning more about Yahuan's illness, they said that they could cure Yahuan's illness for free. Hearing the news, I was very excited and incoherent. I will only say "thank you" repeatedly on the phone. Later, we took Xiang Yahuan to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination. Due to Xiang Yahuan's complicated condition, experts finally determined the operation plan after many studies and discussions.

I clearly remember 65438+February 24th, and the operation was scheduled to start at 10 this morning. This operation may be a turning point in Yahuan's life. Before the operation, she sat quietly on the bed and bowed her head and fingered. I went over to ask her if she was afraid, but she didn't answer me. After a short silence, the child asked me, "Aunt, can you take me to the park after the operation?" They said it was interesting. I haven't been there. I really want to go there by boat. "Hearing this, my heart almost broke. I fought back my tears and said, "Of course, there are not only boats in the park, but also many interesting places. When you are ready, Aunt will definitely take you there! " "She smiled happily, but I cried.

After two successful heart operations, Xiang Yahuan has completely got rid of the entanglement of illness, and now she has completely studied and lived like a normal child. According to our agreement, I took her to the park and took the boat she dreamed of for a long time. She had a good time and completely recovered the naive nature of the little girl. In the past five years, every winter and summer vacation has been the happiest day for Yahuan and me. No matter how busy the work is, I will take her home for a while.

Last Spring Festival, I took Yahuan home for the New Year. Before going to bed at night, she seems to have something on her mind. She hesitated for a long time and said to me, "Aunt, I want to tell you something. Can I call you mom in the future? " Looking at the children's expectant eyes, I don't know what to say. I asked her why, and she said I didn't have a mother. You treat me like a mother, and I think you are my mother. After listening, I hugged her tightly, and the child made me cry again. I silently recognized this daughter in my heart.

Every time I see children of the same age, I think of my daughter Xiang Yahuan, and I am very pleased to think that she is also growing up happily in the sunshine of love. As a media person of TV news, I often think: What is the highest realm that journalists pursue? What is the highest realm of martial arts pursued by Kung Fu star Jet Li when answering a reporter's question? His answer is only one word: love. What I want to say here is that the highest realm pursued by journalists is only two words: great love. Where there is a flower of love in full bloom, there is vitality. It is precisely because the land under our feet is full of flowers of love that even the weak life will create miracles and harvest dreams because of love.